Chapter 100

“I’m not a fan of babies. I don’t know how you do it. I mean, I like my family’s kids. I love them. But I’m not overly fond of babies and kids in general. I don’t see that happening for me for a long time, if ever.” I shrug, my nerves and combined guilt give me verbal diarrhea, and Arrick’s insistence on carrying on a conversation with Nathan makes me feel like I should fill the awkward gap between Natasha and me.

“You sound like him.” She prods Arrick in the arm, and he looks down at us, nonplussed.

“What? What sounds like me?” He’s caught the tail end of what we are talking about and leans in as she repeats it, to hear her over the thrum of music getting a little louder from the dancefloor below this VIP area.

“That you don’t seem too hyped about babies in the near future.” She smiles at him shyly, eyes not concealing her sheer adoration and infatuation for him, yet his face falters.

“I’m too young for babies, marriage, and all that stuff yet. I have a brot